IT'S NOT MOM'S FAULT
CHAPTER 23. RISE UP

"l. Alya," the voice of a woman he missed, repeated his affectionate call for her again.

Malya also stepped limped towards the figure in front there that had opened both her arms wide.

"Yumuuuuuuu!" call Malya calling her mother. He slid into the arms of the woman who was sorely missed.

"Alhamdulillah. You're healthy, son, miss," said Mardiah stroking Malya's head.

Mother and child couples still hug each other, even Mardiah kissed the face of her only daughter after the youngest died last year.

"Where's dad, Mom?" malya asked in between sobs.

Mardiah then led her daughter into one of the rooms, pulling Malya's fingers closer to the bed where the old figure lay.

"Father tired. We were brought by Nak Roby here at midnight. He was like a thief, carrying only clothes and valuables such as house letters. Not ngabarin where to go," said the mother.

"He also said that our house will be contracted so it will remain maintained. What the hell is it? at first I did not believe, afraid of being threatened like that but Nak Roby showed that he was Bian's assistant besides Chris. All this time Chris was secretly giving news about you guys. Where's Bian boy? where's my granddaughter?" mardiah.

Malya ignored her mother's question for a moment. He saw the condition of the father who was increasingly thin, his yellow skin was clearly visible twilight strokes. Three years did not visit them even though he was able to be the biggest regret of Haji Syakur's daughter.

"Sorry Alya, Dad. I should have persuaded them to be allowed to go home or out of the Mansion just to see you. But I don't dare" great-grandson Malya, sitting at the side of the bed.

"Father healthy, Al. Already able to walk and talk even though it is not as clear as before. Bian always sends regular doctors to dad, also calls us, showing that you and Meeza are healthy" she said.

Malya marvels. Send him and Meeza daily routine even though they rarely meet and Malya only use a mobile phone if Beatrice gives up her flat objects that she confiscated.

"I can't use a cell phone there by the elders, ma'am. Bian also came home before we went to sleep .. later I tell you the beginning of all this began," said Malya turned to her mother.

He still wants to be by his father's side. The man who struggled with all his might to see the eldest son graduation and happily undergo his marriage.

Mardiah patted her daughter on the shoulder, letting them spend time even though one of them was still in a crib of sleeping flowers. Malya will remember this three-year life story as a trigger for the spirit to get up and stand in front of Meeza properly.

Towards Dzuhur, Haji Syakur felt that the right side of the body was heavier. Wanting to attract is not power has energy. He was already afraid when his illness returned. However, when he turned his head, the old man found a longed figure holding his hand tightly.

"Al, Alya?" muttered the father, all his might confirms the intonation that has not been obvious.

The clear grains also fall from the round netra nan snorting. A spirit impulse suddenly appeared to caress her daughter's head gently, but still she was unable to. His body has not recovered properly.

"Al, Alya," he said again, with all his might as he blinked his condensed eyes so that he could see the sharpened face of ayu.

Feeling that someone called her name, Malya squirmed. The petals with fine eyelashes blink a few times before opening perfectly.

"Dad!" the thrill immediately startled Mardiah who had just entered the room.

"Dad!" call Malya again, clutched tightly to her half-rigid body on top of the bed.

"I miss Dad. I want to spend all my life" isak Malya on top of Haji Syakur's chest.

"Innallaha ma'ana. Why did God choose you, because your shoulders are strong even though you always say that you are incapable. But God believes, so sure of you because only Alya can. Don't run away from anything that hurts you so that no pain increases. Face until your wound heals by itself," said Haji Syakur lirih, rubbing the princess's head only wayang.

Malya nodded, she got a booster mood this afternoon from an idol figure. They also hug each other, meld the sadness when the body can not touch each other.

Mardiah cooks for lunch, assisted by the princess while telling her all the complexities during these three years. The old woman looked at the frail body in awe, her daughter had grown up. The grim sparkle immediately he tepis so that Malya can rise to organize her life. He will also fight to help this firstborn child to look worthy of Meeza.

"The spirit of Al, although the mother is easily tired but will try to help you as much as possible," said Mardiah, while preparing a dish for Roby.

"Just pray for me, Mom. For prayer is the weapon of the Muslims" said Malya.

A warm afternoon was created in the new dwelling of Malya Syakia. In her imagination danced the tiny figure that she missed. Bian's ex-wife hopes that Meeza will live well there so that she is calm to do what she wants to achieve.

"Rest first, Al," said Mardiah as she watched her daughter clean up.

"A little while, Mom. Dad's done praying and eating, the kitchen's a little messy. This apartment is not mine, I will return it because it's a deposit" said Malya.

"Son Roby is so good. Also gentle, he was respectful to his mother when this old woman was nobody" continued Mardiah, helping Malya.

There was no response from the lips of the woman who had not removed the hijab since arriving. Malya then goes to the room, she will see and make plans for tomorrow.

Big suitcases were also dismantled. He found a new cell phone box still sealed complete with a piece of writing.

"For you. Our communication device without grandma's knowledge. Don't change the number, Malya. For Meeza." Write it there.

"Well, when did he put this in? I don't know. Which one is it wearing? one case is red, and this is blue from Roby," murmured Malya weighing two flat objects in hand.

Roby also gives a phone that is not too flashy as Bian gives. Malya decided to use the phone from Brandon's assistant for everyday life, while the other only as a means of communication as necessary with the former.

Ayu women also sweep the condition of the room, king size bed, custom cabinets connected with a table. He approached and saw a display there.

"Skincare is also a laptop. Hmm, grandfather, is this also you who prepared for me?" lirih Malya saw all her needs were complete in this room.

Meeza's mother then opened the door curtain that led to the balcony. He breathed a long breath.

"OKAY. Come on up, Al!" his determination was strong, the round netra was sparkling staring at the vast space.

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